Salty Robb Bank$

[Verse]
I'm the shit, believe that woe
Fuck that bitch, I don't need that ho
These bitches snap pics, don't let em charge they phone
Bitch it's Robb Bank$, you could leave me alone
Imma kill them with the note, pussy nigga look at that
I had to remind him come get his bitch back
Fuck nigga, it's the young OutKast, Big Boi in the pants
And a nigga touch more than three stacks
I know yo duck ass open up to these hoes, boy
Dread head with the eagle beak to yo low
Double S around the globe, gym, sea, or home, boy
Bam on go, I bet he throw that flintstone, boy
Tell these niggas put my dick in they mouth
Stop acting like a bitch, her mouth drop
She hold my clip, she better give me something to sip
Now I take it out ya check, I'm the boss
PH balance off, boy, he was high on sodium from the start

[Pre-Chorus]
Tell me why you mad, yeah, I fucked your friend
But that don't mean me and you can't fuck again
Girl what you saying? Middle finger to yo man
When the last time your stomach hurt after sex?, bitch
I could give a fuck bout that bitch
But she can't hate me cause she can't hate dick
Yeah me and little momma go together
But when she text back with that one word answer